The red shadow in the distance drew a smooth arc in the tight air.
Big blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in front of Hua Miao. The poor little Hua Miao did not dare to look directly into Chen Xi's eyes. She could only lower her head weakly, like a child who had done something wrong, and said weakly: "Sister, I'm sorry,
It’s Hua Miao’s fault…”
"Ha ha ha ha……"
When Chen Xi heard this, he laughed crazily.
The smile is evil, as if she is a devil coming out of the depths of hell!
With a flick of his finger, the chubby little guy was lifted into the air, face to face with it, eye to eye.
Her voice became sinister and sharp: "Kill the devil! Right?"
"No……"
"Um?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" A demonic voice frightened Hua Miao into nodding her head. Even if Chen Xi told it that she was the Emperor of Heaven, it would still nod its head and say yes!
"Hahaha……"
Chen Xi, whose mind was controlled, got a satisfactory answer and laughed loudly.
His aloof and ferocious appearance is intimidating: "Kill the devil! Kill Tian Lingzi, and then I will be the only one in the demon world, hahaha! I will be the only one..."
"Xi'er, quickly throw away the Wentian Sword!"
A sound of nature penetrated the scarlet haze from the distant sky, and a man in jet black with silver hair flying majestically descended from the sky.
The purple-red phoenix eyes met Chen Xi's with only hatred for an instant. His eyes were like the vast sea that accommodates hundreds of rivers. He looked at Chen Xi distressedly and said softly: "Xi'er, you are so worried about Wentian Sword."
The devil has taken control, throw it away!"
"Lost? Hahaha...impossible!"
The hand holding the Wentian Sword tightened, and the woman became unruly under the strong wind.
Not only did she not throw away the Wentian Sword that was filled with inner demons, but instead, she held the Wentian Sword and launched a crazy attack on Feng Qingyang.
The fierce attack made Feng Qingyang, who couldn't bear to hurt her, retreat repeatedly.
Finally, he had no choice but to take action, but he did so while taking into account not to hurt her.
Under the scarlet sky, two figures, one red and one black, were fighting fiercely. Suddenly, a purple-red dark light enveloped them tightly, falling into Hua Miao's eyes. It felt extremely guilty!
The little paw made a gesture of remorse, and it looked sadly at the black earth that seemed to be scorched by fireworks: "Oh, oh, it's all my fault, it's all because I was too naughty that I hurt my sister... I shouldn't have secretly brought out the Wentian Sword.
Just for fun..."
"Hua Miao, was it you who took out the Wentian Sword?"
Feng Qingyang, who was entangled with Chen Xi in mid-air, glanced at the little guy. Although they were far away, Hua Miao still felt deeply condemned.
It was shaking with fear and weakly said sorry.
Damn it!
The clear wind from the palm of the wind swept towards the flower cat on the ground. The fierce wind blew the little guy's round body like a small rubber ball. He was thrown far into the sky. After a long while, he accepted the gravity of the earth and fell heavily.
Go up to the ground.
puff!
"Ouch...it hurts!"
Hua Miao grinned aggrievedly and spat out a large mouthful of yellow liquid.
In the viscous liquid, a black translucent stone shone with a strange dark light.
"Huh? What is this?"
Hua Miao stretched out her paws to pick it up. Suddenly, a stern cold voice came from mid-air: "Don't touch it!"
Hua Miao was startled by the cold voice and quickly retracted her little paws. Her curious eyes always fell on the strange hexagonal pebbles and circled around it.